When Liu Mingzhi said the last few words, his voice was hoarse.
It seems that he is blaming himself, and he also seems to be regretting.
Only Liu Mingzhi knows what kind of complicated emotions it contains.
"Master, you said it yourself, this is just your guess.
Whether Ruizhong knew about the affair between you and Mrs. Wanyan has become a mystery that no one knows after his death.
And no one will ever be able to solve this mystery.
His old man may have already known what happened between you and Mrs. Wanyuan, but he may not have known it all.
How exactly, who can say clearly now?
In this case, why do you, young master, bother yourself and add to your sadness?
The most important thing is that the fundamental reason why the situation has reached this point does not lie with you, young master.
Six years ago, if His Majesty Li Ye had not been unkind and carried out the Fengyundu assassination first, Master, you would not have been unjust and raised troops to rebel later.
You must know that the young master at that time was a loyal minister and general who was loyal to the Dalong court and the Li family!
If His Majesty Li Ye had not been suspicious, the young master would have already assisted him in unifying the world and establishing Dalong's eternal foundation.
It's a pity that His Majesty Li Ye was too young at that time. "
Liu Mingzhi listened to Liu Song's sighing words, and put the wine bottle to his mouth and took a few more sips.
"That's right, Ye'er was still too young at that time and his mind was not yet mature.
Why can't he understand that the reason why I, young master, can become the one-word king in charge of the twenty-seven houses in Northern Xinjiang is entirely because of the trust of his grandfather and father.
Both his grandfather and father could unswervingly believe that Liu Mingzhi, who was in charge of 300,000 Northern Xinjiang cavalry, would not raise his troops to rebel, would not establish himself as a king, and would not turn against the emperor and his ministers.
When it's his turn, why can't he trust me?
Maybe, if the old man didn't push Bo behind his back...hehe...forget it.
Many years have passed since the incident, and it is too late to tell who is right or wrong.
This young master should ask himself, how to treat this child Ye'er.
For family ties, I, Liu Mingzhi, have fulfilled the responsibilities of an uncle; for ministers, I have also fulfilled my duty as a human minister to fulfill my duties faithfully.
Even though six years have passed, I have never regretted raising troops to rebel against Ye'er.
Regarding Li Ye, I, Liu Mingzhi, can say with conscience that I have done my utmost to be benevolent and righteous.
What makes me regret and blame myself is that I still betrayed the trust of my father and my eldest brother.
The important minister of Tuogu, who shouldered the heavy responsibility of Tuogu, eventually became the person who overturned the Li family.
This has to be said to be an irony.
Because of this, sometimes I keep thinking about one thing.
That is, the father and the emperor are doing it for the world and the people of the world.
You can pretend to turn a blind eye to what happened between me and Wanyan, and you can pretend that it never happened.
Why can't I, Liu Mingzhi, just pretend to turn a blind eye to Ye'er's attempt to assassinate me in Fengyundu? Why can't I just pretend that this never happened?
In the final analysis, what my father, the emperor, considers is the people of the world.
Compared to my father, the emperor, who believes that the world is for the common good, my thoughts, Liu Mingzhi's, seem to be much more selfish.
That's why I said just now that if his father, the emperor, and the old man are not considered a benevolent and saintly king.
Then I, Liu Mingzhi, am even less worth mentioning.
Unfortunately, I understood it too late.
Once you understand, there is no turning back. "
"Master."
"Drive well."
"Yes, I will obey, little one."
Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Song who stuffed two pastries into his mouth and continued to drive honestly. He raised the wine bottle in his hand and gestured to the empty car.
Liu Mingzhi raised his head and took a sip of wine, then opened the car curtain and poured half of the old wine in his hand towards the outside of the slowly moving car.
"My son, I would like to toast my father, and my younger brother, I would like to toast my elder brother.
If there is an afterlife, I, Liu Mingzhi, will pay you back the debts you owe in this life slowly. "
When the spout could no longer pour out a drop of wine, Liu Mingzhi took back the flask and leaned lazily on the carriage, silently closing his eyes and falling asleep.
Gu Cong
"Xu."
"Master, we have arrived at the palace gate."
Liu Mingzhi, who was dozing, opened his eyes calmly, opened the curtain and jumped off the carriage frame.
The moment his feet landed on the ground, the heaviness and laziness on Liu Mingzhi's face instantly disappeared, replaced by a calm and indifferent expression without anger or authority.
"We see your majesty, long live my emperor."
"You are exempt from the courtesy."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Go on duty."
"We obey your order and respectfully send His Majesty back to the palace."
Liu Song handed the horse rein in his hand to the Forbidden Army officer on duty outside the palace gate, and trotted to follow Liu Mingzhi who had already entered the palace gate.
"Master, should we take a detour to the back hall, or go directly to the Qinzheng Hall?"
Liu Mingzhi looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand to straighten the crown on his head, and took the lead in walking towards the Qinzheng Hall.
"It's getting late, just go in directly from the main entrance."
"Yes, I understand."
Liu Mingzhi's master and servant rushed all the way to Qinzheng Palace and walked directly into the palace gate.
"Your Majesty has arrived."
The chatter and laughter in the hall suddenly stopped, and the eyes of all the civil and military officials fell on Liu Mingzhi.
Liu Mingzhi walked to the dragon chair and sat down, and all the civil and military officials held the Chao Hut and saluted.
"I see your majesty, long live my emperor."
"My dear friends, please take your seats without courtesy."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Liu Mingzhi waited until all the officials sat down one after another, and then glanced at the hall calmly.
"Which beloved has a book to write?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, I have a copy from the Minister of War."
"allow."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Young Master Liu's uncle Song Yu, the Minister of War, took out a document from his sleeve after he came out of the queue with the imperial hut in hand.
"Your Majesty, regarding the military preparations requested by the Japanese mission, the veteran minister and his colleagues in the Ministry of War have already discussed the general results."
Halfway through Song Yu's words, Liu Mingzhi raised his hand to signal.
"The Ministry of War."
"The old minister is here."
"We will discuss the matter of rewarding Japan with military equipment later."
"Old minister, I obey."
"Is there any other lover who has a book to write?"
"Back to Your Majesty, I have something to report from the Ministry of Industry."
"allow."
"Your Majesty, the construction of the imperial mausoleum that your Majesty ordered the veteran to supervise has now begun. The specific matters have been listed one by one in the document. Please take a look at it."
"Willow Pine."
"As commanded."
Liu Mingzhi waited until Liu Song took the document from the Minister of Industry, and a hint of melancholy flashed in his eyes.
"Ministry of Industry."
"His Majesty?"
"The construction of the main mausoleum of my imperial mausoleum should not cause any interference to the companion mausoleum that was built two years ago, right?"
"Back to your majesty, please rest assured that the construction of the main mausoleum of the imperial mausoleum will not cause any interference to the accompanying mausoleum."
"Okay, then I can rest assured and go all out to supervise this matter."
"Old minister, I obey."
